Just after 8 pm husband came in through the door to the aroma of roast lamb wafting through the home, as we have not had a roast on Sunday now for the last two Sundays due to visitors and this last Sunday I did my annual clothes shopping and lunch out expedition with Florrie for her birthday (Having six children, having Mum all to themselves is seen as a treat ), I decided to pop a leg of lamb in the oven this afternoon before picking the children up from school.
Roast we normally do on Sunday because we are both home to get the mountain of vegtables that will be consumed prepped and obviously enough vegtables need to be done, so as bubble and sqeak can be made in a couple days time. Bubble and squeak, cold meat, a couple poached eggs with some chutney preferable tomato, is one of my favourite dishes of food.
Our two oldest children are just coming around to liking bubble and squeak, but the younger four are not so keen yet, but the up side is you should see how much veg they eat when we have a roast, in an attempt to thwart me having enough veg left to make bubble and sqeak.
So, my husband arrived home and much to his delight he had a plate of roast lamb being kept warm in the oven and as I did the grocery shop today, also a bowl of fresh strawberries awaiting him in fridge. As I was just clearing the last pots and pans away and cleaning down the surfaces in the kitchen, unusally I had no canine company, so looked in around to the living room to see that my husband sat at the table eating his roast lamb had every dog sat about him watching and waiting. I said to my husband, "You seem rather popular," he replied with, "I wonder why ?"
He is not a cruel man and when he had finished he did let them have his plate to give it a quick dog lick rinse, before going in the dish washer. My husband is as daft as I am with the dogs. When I was a young woman my mother once told me, "You are weird letting dogs lick your face, no man will ever want to marry a woman who lets a dog lick their face, " so, I guess I must be very fortunate to meet a man who does not think it weird for a dog to lick your face, or may be it is weird for a dog to lick your face, and my husband is also weird like me ? and two weirds make a right. Lol.
No pups tonight, they are all well and if you look in the photo below you will see mum, Primrose with her two feet planted on David's lap in prime position for the descension of his plate
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.